With Loaded going on hiatus for an overhaul and the mammoth Pro Wrestling World Cup being officially announced earlier the same day, WCPW’s True Destiny show in Milton Keynes (ick) had a lot of stuff to tick off the to-do list; wrap up the recent week-to-week storylines, lay the groundwork for future ones and also be a platform for a future WWE Hall of Famer’s last EVER (supposedly) match on UK soil. Could it manage all that? Let’s find out.

Pacitti Club Is Dead, Long Live Pacitti Club

This isn’t a point either way, just something I’d quite like to point out – NO PACITTI CLUB ON THIS SHOW, PRAISE VARIOUS GODS!

Can you tell I hated Pacitti Club? And not in a good, heelish way; more a ‘please stop jerking off a joke that stopped being funny a year ago and really isn’t funny as a lame self-referential Authority stable on your wrestling show’ – you remember, the one they said wouldn’t be used as a platform for the Youtube personalities? Thankfully though, this angle was put out to pasture on Loaded a few weeks back, and not a single Pacitti Club shirt adorned the ring all night during True Destiny. Lovely.

Now we keep our fingers crossed no-one on the writing team thinks a King Ross’ Court is a good idea…(hint: it ISN’T)

The Real Woman’s Champion Did Stand Up (1-0) 

So the WCPW Woman’s Champion is Nixon Newell. Except for the past few months Bea Priestley has been parading around with the belt claiming to be the real Woman’s Champion. Except she wasn’t. But maybe she was? You with me so far? Like Pacitti Club however, this was finally resolved at True Destiny as Newell returned from her recent stint in Japan to defeat Priestley in an open challenge (after original opponent Tessa Blanchard had to withdraw) and take her belt back. The match itself was pretty good, too.

Tag Title Ladder Match Open Challenge = Absolute Delightful Carnage (2-0)

Here’s a recipe for mayhem; take incumbant tag champs Liam Slater and Johnny Moss throwing down a multi-team open challenge, stir in a ladder match stipulation, then gently sprinkle an amazing selection of wrestlers into the pot; Gabriel Kidd & El Ligero, Prospect, and a Swords of Essex featuring Will Ospreay standing in for the absent Paul Robinson, bring all of that to the boil and watch the bodies fly. Suplexes for days, duelling Terry Funk ladder-helicopter spots, a two-man Doomsday Device, and Kidd once again coming agonisingly close to breaking through before an insane OsCutter off the top of a ladder from Ospreay, a man who I’m fairly certain has zero self-preservation instincts whatsoever, bags the belts for the Swords. A whopper of a match with a savage body count by the end of it.

Is It Possible For Zack Sabre Jr To Have A Bad Match? The Mystery Continues (3-0)

Seriously, I don’t think I’ve seen this guy have a stinker. EVER. I don’t think it’s actually possible. A technical wizard of a million holds, his twisty mat-based style is a complete contrast to more fast-paced high-flying characters, but sets him apart all the more so for it. It takes two to tango though, and Travis Banks was the latest in a long line of ace opponents for the Wrestler Who Armbars Fascists. The storyline of Banks stepping out as a solo competitor after tag partner Pete Dunne departed the promotion is an intriguing one, and his quest to prove himself vs ZSJ has been great to watch.

A Top Rope Heel Turn (3-1)

Ospreay had a busy night, starting the show with a reunion with his partner in flippy shit-based crime Ricochet. But just as the acrobatics were building up nicely (and Vader was preparing to powerbomb his laptop), the top rope broke in spectacular fashion, nearly causing Ospreay a neck injury and the ring crew to collectively crap themselves. The way the match continued, it was actually hard to work out if the spot was some elaborate work, which is credit to both men for working around the problem on the fly rather well. Regardless, this registers as the first Down point of the show. Shut-out avoided at least?

A Match Worthy Of The World Championship (4-1)

But the positives just keep a-coming! The WCPW World Championship match pitted the awesome Drew Galloway (now fully embracing his inner Triple H) and the ever-loveable Joe Hendry, and special praise must go to the pre-match video packages; some of the best I’ve seen in WCPW. The preceding match, also featuring GM Martin Kirby as special guest referee, lived up to the hype and felt like a properly big occasion, even if the clean finish belied the build and stipulation somewhat.

A Main Event Worthy Of A Hero (5-1)

The man. The legend. The only guy who can get ‘YOU SUCK’ chants in his entrance music as a complement. There was really no way his last ever UK match (so he claims) was going to be anything other than great, especially when it also featured a man who punches ninja turtles in his spare time. Alberto Not-Del-Rio-He’s-El-Patron-Now recalled his better days in WWE with great heel work (even if some lazier members of the crowd seemed more fixated on his girlfriend, sigh) and a good old-school bout rose to a chain-submission-finishers-together finish befitting of the event. Some legends have atrocious final matches in their careers – Angle is firmly not on that list with this effort.

A Heel Turn Too Many? (5-2)

A mostly positive show ends on a downer – not necessarily because, spoiler alert, Joe Hendry turned heel by low-blowing Angle outta nowhere at the show’s conclusion, but because the heel turn itself seems…weird. Having already turned mega-face Ospreay heel, turning the equally loved Local Hero to the darkside makes a certain degree of storyline sense; having tried and failed so many times to capture gold, maybe going evil is the only way to the top for him? But on a show already lacking straight babyfaces at the top of the card, this could be a risky move long-term. I’m not sure about it for now, but perhaps with a more straight babyface Galloway or other fan favourites moving into the title picture, there’s every chance this could still pay off.

So that’s a comfortable win for Ups in the end and well deserved; True Destiny was overall a fun show. The self-referential Youtube comedy was trimmed to a minimum and the in-ring action was left to speak for itself, and it shouted loud and proud. This is without even mentioning the commentary duo of Jim Ross and Matt Striker, both bringing their A-games to the event (and no marking out, thankfully). True Destiny was the kind of show that, regardless on your feelings towards the company behind the promotion, puts forward a convincing case that WCPW can be a major player in UK and world wrestling going forward. No jokes, just ‘plexes.